Well, to start at the end, I can’t remember a more personally `engaged’ ending than Simon Evans manufactures for the climax of Brecht’s 1940s political satire on the rise of Hitler in an American gangland setting.
Having just come back from the Nazi Documentation Centre at Nuremberg, I must be one of the few reviewers who went to Big Brother Blitzkrieg because of its fascination with Hitler rather than its send-up of the BB format.
The infinite variety of theatre in London means you can be laughing at the theatre one night, crying the next night. Or, when it’s really powerful, alternating between both on the same night. In my companion Theatre Diary piece, I shared some of the comedies I’ve enjoyed recently. Now I turn to the top-notch drama […]
If you follow me on Twitter, you know I’m a sucker for memorable #quotes. I think that’s one of the reasons I adore theatre so much: great dialogue. Whenever I see a show – first night, last night, press night, whenever – I always have my pen and notebook at the ready. That’s not to make […]